Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Temptations of the flesh ....
Lilies, tall, voluptuous, scented like Marilyn's bath
Colours soft, vivid, shaded and clear
How can I resist you? What will save me
From the exorbitance of the catalogue?
Full well I know the devil's hand is holding
That of the copywriter
Do I stop? Do I even slow down?
Stealthy though, because the man who shares my bed and board
Has no understanding of lilies and will
Object if he sees me type in the numbers
Of this little plastic card.
"Tis done. How to wait till October?
Posted by Pat at 2:24 PM